Tag: writer

  • Longing

    In the quiet of his solitude, beneath the sky so wide, An old man sits and thinks of youth, of love he’d cast aside. Back to a time when he was young, in the heart of Chicago’s glow, Working at the local Denny’s, where life seemed to move slow. Her name was Sherri, fiery and…

  • The door at the end of a dark hallway called judgement

    You shuffle your feet with purposeful delay for insanity is not too far away The pain from your past paints the walls of this dark hall your conscious wont last Cold Shivers, run down your spine your guilt, has soured the wine From under the closed doors light spills out Wait, this can’t be happening…